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The Job

The Job
by
Dark Ride
2018

Chapter 1 - Preparations

The phone interview felt much easier than I'd anticipated, with more questions about family values than my work history. Maybe that should have been my first warning sign. Instead I happily told my wife and kids that we were moving to New Orleans, hoping they would be as pleased as I was with the idea.

Far from platitudes, from my daughter, Ashley, all I got was attitude. "What about all my friends!? My school? Dad, you're ruining my life!" There simply is no reasoning with the teenage female mind. Never matter the pay increase, the better lifestyle, the chance to re-start my career. At 15, she was really starting to bloom, so to speak, though still a little awkward in herself. As I watched her flaming red hair trail behind her fleeing form, my son, Todd, only 1 year younger than his sister, at least had a more philosophical approach. "If you're getting paid more, does that mean I can finally get an XBox One?"

And my wife... Jacqui... she as always was by my side, telling the kids it would be great, they'd make new friends, they'd enjoy the new culture. In bed that night however she shared her own reluctance, fears. I reassured her that we were doing the right thing - a company with a long history, not about to go bust like so many new startups, lots of upwards career opportunities, perks for staff and family, and a great medical plan. What could go wrong?

I went to sleep that night knowing I was doing the right thing, for myself, and my family...

Two weeks and 1,000 miles later, I sat in a big chair, looking away from my arm. I winced as the nurse pierced my vein and started to draw my blood. Once the needle was in, I could open my eyes again, which was good given how pretty the skinny little blonde with the needle looked, with large but not unnatural looking breasts proudly on display. She was the assistant to the company doctor, Mike Jones.

Doc J, everyone called him; a middle-aged man who reminded me of Bobby from Dallas (back in the old days - tall, dark, handsome). As nurse Helen's breasts started to move away, I realized he was talking to me. "So now your bloods are done, we just need some other samples from you. Urine, feces, and semen." Although he didn't look up from his notes, he must have seen my face. "We need to cover all our bases, I'm sure you understand." He gave me 3 collection cups, and pointed me to a room.

Inside was a toilet and wash basin, and also a sofa, with a small coffee table. On the table was an iPad. After taking care of the first two samples, I sat nervously on the sofa. I'd never had call to do this into a cup before... I picked up the iPad curiously, and found that it was set up with an array of porn. After getting comfortable, I started swiping through the selections, nervously looking at the door now and then. Deciding I'd better get a move on, I chose a folder. I was greeted by the sight of a young skinny blonde lightly tattooed woman walking down the street, before being approached by a man who offered her money to go with him. Seriously, does anyone believe this stuff? Getting as comfortable on the sofa as I could, with the small cup ready, I unzipped, took matters in hand, and swiped the iPad.

Thinking she would end up sucking the stranger's impossibly large cock, before taking him deep inside her pussy, from inside some generic 2 Star motel room, with a ubiquitous cumshot to finish, I was surprised instead as the sequence of photos revealed the man taking her to a high class apartment. After a little groping and strip show, things took another interesting turn as he produced a pair of handcuffs, and another $100 note. Agreeing to his request, she was soon handcuffed on the bed, sucking his cock (had to happen sooner or later!) What really surprised me next however was the genuine look of shock on her face as the guy then opened the door, and let about another 10 well built well hung guys into the room. I mean, most of these porn stars don't exactly know how to act, but she really made the scene feel intense, even just through the still images.

For a good few sets of sequences the newcomers took their own turns with the girl, sharing her, even going air-tight once or twice. The running mascara really helped to sell the supposed scene, though the dribbling nose was a bit too far I thought.

On the last frame of the series, as the girl was released from her bonds, exhausted, covered in and leaking many loads of cum, her face again truly seemed to show raw emotions as she reached the apartment door only to find 2 burly men, one holding a black hood, and the other a length of rope, presumably ready to take her on to some other adventure. Whilst not my normal type of sexual fantasy, the jar received its deposit.

As I handed the samples to Doc J, he told me that whilst his on-site clinic only opened Mondays and Wednesdays, he really needed to see my family for their medicals as soon as possible. He suggested I send them along to his private clinic for their examinations - if indeed we wanted to make use of the company's medical plan. "Of course," I told him. "I'm sure Jacqui can pull the kids out of their new school for a few hours..."

"Marvelous," Doc J replied. "Helen, why don't you set up an appointment." He smiled at Helen as I raised my eyes from her breasts and gave her my wife's details.

The next day when Jacqui took the kids to Doc J's private practice, they were the only ones waiting in the lobby. Jacqui smiled politely as a sweet young thin blonde receptionist guided the family in to meet Doc J, with Helen sitting by his side as always. Jacqui wondered exactly why a receptionist needed to show quite so much cleavage, not to mention a few tattoos - then saw Helen's ample pair, and instead wondered if it was a work-place requirement. Todd meanwhile simply acted like the pubescent boy that he was, pretending very badly not to stare at the beautiful young women. And poor Ashley awkwardly twirled her her hair as she observed the fact that her 32b's were the smallest and most covered breasts in the room, as even Jacqui was wearing a dress that dipped a little at the front.

Doc J explained all of the tests that they would need to cover for the medical insurance. My wife only raised an eyebrow at the mention of STD checks for our 2 children, but couldn't help but call him on the prospect of performing a pap smear not only on herself, but also on Ashley. "Surely she doesn't need one of those yet. She's not even 21," She paused, and leaned closer to the doctor. "And she is still a virgin."

Ashley in turn flushed bright red, almost matching her hair. "Mom!" Helen meanwhile, without making comment, offered the teen a consoling smile and a gentle pat on the knee. Ashley gave her a weak smile in return, hoping her mother would stop talking about her sex life, or lack thereof.

The warm smile that Doc J flashed back at Jacqui did little to ease her concerns. "Mrs Fielding, I assure you it's just protocol. I know it can be unpleasant. You can of course be present during Ashley's examination, and if you prefer, I can have Helen perform the procedure. She is fully qualified." My wife conceded, before looking warily at Todd. Doc J didn't miss the glance. Telling the boy that he could be first up, Doc J directed Todd to a chair, and proficiently drew blood for the tests he required. Escorting the boy to the door, he called to the blonde receptionist.

"Miss Hooper, can you take this fine young boy to Exam Room 2 and help him with these additional tests, and don't forget the questionnaire. Thank-you my dear." Jacqui felt like she could see his huge smile from the back of his head. The pretty receptionist escorted Todd to a room, carrying 3 specimen jars, and an iPad. "Now Mrs and Miss - let's make this as painless as we can, shall we?"

In the exam room, Miss Hooper smiled politely at Todd as she explained the 3 containers, and what was needed in each. "Ahhhh that's kind of gross, and embarrasing!" he replied, a little unsure, but knowing that his mother had often said - sometimes you can't keep your dignity at the doctors, you just have to do what you are told. They are, after all, doing what's best for you. The room had a toilet, however only a small curtain for privacy. Todd awkwardly filled the first two containers, feeling embarrassed as he handed them back to the pretty girl, but knowing what was to follow would be even worse. Miss Hooper handed him the last jar. "Oh, right... That one..." Todd moaned as he took the jar. Miss Hooper smiled at him.

"It's ok, Todd. I know it's embarrassing at first, but honestly, you'll get use to it. I mean, lots of people have to do it." She smiled again, and put her hand on his arm. Todd smiled back at her, his heart racing as her simple touch made him feel his pants grow tight around his cock. Taking the container, he went to close the curtain around himself and the toilet. "Oh sweety, you can't do it sitting on the toilet. It may contaminate the sample." Todd looked around the small room, then back at Miss Hooper. She patted the bed and smiled.

In Doc J's office, behind a blue curtain Helen was removing her gloves, as Jacqui pulled up her panties. Whilst Helen had performed the pap smear, Doc J had spent the time getting better acquainted with Ashley, whilst occasionally explaining the procedure Helen was performing on her mother, so she could know what to expect. "So you're going to Ryder High? That's a good school," he smiled at Ashley, whose eyes were firmly on the blue curtain as she wrenched her fingers, waiting nervously. Finally Jacqui emerged, and Helen held the curtain open for Ashley to enter, telling her to remove everything below the waist, pop up on the bed, and cover herself with the towel.

Jacqui reached out and took her daughter's hand. "Do you want me to - " she started to ask our sweet little princess / angsty teen.

Ashley bit her lip. "Just, let me get ready first..." Jacqui gave her hand a squeeze then let her walk through the curtain. Doc J immediately began asking Jacqui a series of questions about her health, as Helen called through the curtain to ask if Ashley was ready. "Yes," came her uncertain reply. Helen discretely let herself and Jacqui into the curtained area, guiding Jacqui to a stand near Ashley's head. Helen offered Ashley a friendly smile and patted her arm again, before she sat at the business end of the bed, guiding the novice's feet into two stirrups, and gently raising the towel so she could see what she was dealing with.

Helen continued smiling as she began explaining what she was doing, but smiled also noticing Ashley's small mop of matching flaming red hair covering her below. She explained to the young teen what the equipment was, and how important these checks were. As Jacqui held her daughter's hand, Doc J's voice came through the curtain, asking another question for his survey. Finding it hard to hear him, Jacqui popped her head out to respond to the Doc.

Helen talked slowly through the procedure for Ashley, showing her the fresh speculum before lubricating it, and then using one hand to help part the girl's labia, as she gently, slowly began inserting and twisting the device. A curious look fell over Helen as she noted that Ashley did indeed appear to be a virgin - she still had her hymen. Ashley squeezed her mother's hand tighter as the device made her feel stretched, though Doc J's questions were keeping her head out of the curtain. Ashley grimaced as Helen swabbed her uterus, and heard a small "there there, dear" from her mother. Looking back from her distracted mother, Ashley saw another smile from Helen, almost apologetic this time, like she was saying sorry for having caused her discomfort in such an intimate way.

The speculum finally came out, and Ashley thought it was over, until Helen told her she still had to do a digital exam. Lubing her fingers this time, Helen gently slid two fingers through the light red covering of hair, and into Ashley in a way that only she had ever done herself. Again Ashley squeezed her mom's hand, and again she was too busy to respond. Helen continued talking slowly to Ashley in a matter-of-fact voice, as she felt Helen's fingers begin to press firmly, like she was making a "come here" motion with her fingers inside her vagina, causing the girl to suddenly feel flushed and light headed. Ashley vaguely noted that Helen's descriptions of what she was doing was not exactly matching what was happening inside her, as she then felt Helen's other hand, her thumb, slowly slide upwards between her labia til it landed on her clit hood, making her gasp ever so slightly. The thumb began to make small circular motions til her clit began to throb.

The fingers inside continued massaging her inside as the thumb explored her clit, making her bite her lip in confusion and to stifle more moans. Finally Helen removed her fingers from inside Ashley's body, though not the thumb on her clitoris. Her fingers however simply moved lower. Helen continued talking, explaining, just as she had done when performing the procedure on Ashley's mom. Her fingers however had not explored Jacqui's clitoris, nor had a lubed finger probed at the mother's ass. Ashley's eyes were wide as she stared at Helen.

Doc J smiled at Jacqui as she politely answered his questions, and failed to hear her daughter's faltering breathing, as Helen's fingers teased Ashley in ways she had never felt before. She also knew her mother's motto that dignity remained at the door when visiting the doctor, however the sensations that Helen was causing her felt much more intimate and intense than she had expected. Ashley squeezed her mother's hand tighter, but when her mother finally looked, all she could see was Helen closely inspecting her daughter. Helen's matter-of-fact face and calm voice did nothing to help either, as Ashley felt this was entirely normal, as her body began to tense, making her stifle a moan.

"I know honey, just close your eyes if you want, I'm sure it will be over soon," Jacqui tried to console her daughter, finally returning the squeeze to her hand. Ashley felt so confused as Helen's fingers made her body tremble whilst her mother stood there by her side, not saying a word.

In the other room, Todd was now laying on the bed with only his tshirt and socks on, knees bent up, his 5" uncut cock in Miss Hooper's hand. She was slowly jerking him, not getting him get there too quickly, as he flipped through the iPad. Whilst still nervous and embarrassed, having a sexy young woman stroking his cock for him had helped him overcome his shyness. He came to the same series of pictures that I had seen a day earlier, and stopped. He looked at Miss Hooper. He looked at the iPad. He grew a little harder in her hand as he began flipping through the images. It wasn't long before Miss Hooper noticed Todd's balls start to rise. Timing it perfectly, before he could orgasm, she slipped a lubed finger into his ass, pressing and rubbing on his prostate firmly until he ejaculated into the cup without reaching proper release. Miss Hooper smiled politely at him, her finger still in his surprised ass. "Thank-you hon that was perfect. You can clean up and get dressed now." Todd looked at her in shock.

Still holding her mother's hand, Ashley's toes curled in the stirrups as Helen's finger probed her rear as well, with a thumb firmly rubbing her clit. But before she could reach her own release, Helen's fingers withdrew. "Thank-you for being so brave," Helen smiled at Ashley as she slipped her gloves off. Ashley looked at her in shock.

When I asked my wife how everything went at Doc J's that day, she was pretty nonchalant in front of the kids. The kids were equally non committal, and both overly keen to go to bed that night. Once they were in bed, Jacqui told me about how Doc J had insisted on performing sexual disease checks on our dear children ("Yes dear, but it's just for the paperwork", I assured her), and even performing a pap smear on Ashley. That one did make my brow furrow, at the thought of my sweet angel having to endure such a procedure at her age, however I felt, and explained to Jacqui, that again, it was all so we could receive the benefits of a very generous health package, and as Jacqui herself admitted, it was performed by a woman, and a well trained one at that.

Later the following week, I was at my desk at work, already starting to feel comfortable in my new role, when Doc J dropped by. "I'm glad to say all of yours, Todd's, Ashley's and Jacqui's results were absolutely perfect," he smiled at me. I never really expected any negative responses, feeling we were all in pretty good shape. "Let me take you for a drink to celebrate," Doc J added. My boss just happened by at that moment, and gave me the nod to take the afternoon off, so before I knew it, I was in Doc J's car headed to "a delightful drinking establishment" that he knew.

From the outside, the place looked fairly nondescript. Once we stepped inside, I realized what it was. Doc J had taken me to a strip club.

Trying not to over-think things, I let Doc J guide me to a small table near one of the 2 main runways. He disappeared for a moment to get us our drinks. I looked around the room feeling a little awkward. Despite being around 2.30pm in the afternoon, there was a number of busy tables. Even though it wasn't likely anyone there would actually know me, it still felt strange. I had only once before visited such a place for a friend's stag night. There was a small cheer from one of the other tables as a tall skinny blonde girl dressed in a stylized cowboy outfit came sauntering out. Doc J reappeared with our drinks, and toasted my family's good health whilst watching the girl wiggling her bubble-bottom in our general direction.

Doc J said he was really glad we had come to join the team, and knew that we would fit in really well. I meanwhile was trying not to stare too intensely at the college-looking girl as she began peeling off her clothes. As enjoyable as the view was, I still felt rather unsettled sitting there with the company doctor, and noticed my head was starting to feel a rather woozy too after that one single drink. "M-maybe I should head off now," I stammered to the Doc, wobbling as I stood.

Doc J put his hand on my shoulder to steady me. "You can't leave yet, I paid for you to have a lap dance," he grinned at me. Oh god, I thought. Doc J took me to the far corner of the room, to a door with a tall, wide man standing guard. He smiled and waved us through the door into a dark corridor. My head was really spinning now as we eventually emerged into a another room, but this time with only 1 runway for the scantily clad performers to gyrate on.

This time Doc J sat me close to the edge of the room, and briefly disappeared again. Looking around this new room, I could only see 1 person in the audience beside myself - sitting right at the runway. There was a girl dressed like a cheer leader hanging upside down on the pole. One by one she slowly lowered her legs toward the man before lowering herself fully down, her legs splayed either side of him, her face now staring at me. Straight away it struck me how young she looked. Doc J reappeared and helped me to stand. I pointed at the girl, to ask Doc for his opinion, but he just smiled at me and said, "Yes, this way."

There was another door-wide guard, and another dark corridor, but this time it was full of doors. Doc opened one, leading me inside. The roughly 7 foot square room contained a mini raised platform with a pole, and a bench-seat running the whole length of the room - just enough to, say, lay down. As my head spun, I was tempted to try just that, however the door re-opened, and the girl in cheerleader outfit slowly walked in and closed the door behind her. She swaggered down the small walkway and jumped up on the dais, swinging herself round the poll, her eyes staring into mine as she did.

Again, and now with much closer view, my brain was telling me how young she appeared. As if reading my mind, Doc J comment, "Doesn't she look young in that outfit." The girl smiled at us both as she moved, climbing the pole and then flipping herself down, her breasts, clearly visible through her fake outfit, so close to my face. She swayed a little, with her legs deftly holding the bar, sharing the view with the Doc. "Oh, my friend here is the one celebrating!" he told the girl.

She slowly lowered herself from the bar, and crawled off the dais over to me. "What are you celebrating," she asked, as she slid her top off, tossing it at Doc, raising up on her knees so her breasts now really literally were in my face. My cock ached in my pants as the girl's tight perky breasts filled my wobbly world.

"He got some great results today," Doc told the girl. "A family in the perfect bill of health," he added, watching as the stripper rose to her feet, standing on the padded seat between my legs, hands holding the ceiling, her groin in my face. The girl slowly turned around, her feet brushing against my cock tight in my jeans. Now facing Doc, her ass was in my face as she slowly bent over, pulled her g-string off her ass, exposing herself fully to me, her scent intoxicating. Keeping herself bent in half, she stepped out of the panties, again making sure to rub her feet over my groin, then tossed the thin fabric to Doc as well, who I noticed giving them a sniff.

This was way more than I was expecting from a celebratory drink. Doc J seemed right at home however, as in the dark I saw he had even taken his cock out and was using her panties now to stroke them. The stripper however walked her hands closer to him, took the panties off his cock, pushing them back to his nose, and as she waggled her ass in my face, briefly sucked his cock, making him moan.

Leaving Doc exposed and panting, and using my thighs to help ground her feet, she raised herself back to up. Turning to face me, or at least, to now put her pussy in my face, the stripper lowered herself down, straddling my lap, her body tight against mine. As she actually did come face to face, looking me in the eyes, again I was reminded how young she looked to be stripping like this. However that thought faded quickly as her hips gyrated, her hands pushing her breasts together, brushing them against me. She giggled slightly as I actually gasped. Other than my wife, I'd never done anything this intimate with anyone before. And now all that was keeping me from being inside her was a pair of jeans. Even through the jeans I could feel her warmth, her musk strong in the air.

My head felt so heavy, as her body made my groin feel on fire. Seeing my wobbly eyes, she slowly swayed her body, making me wobble with her. I closed my eyes just briefly to make the dizzy stop, again feeling like I really should leave, have a cold shower, something. When I opened my eyes again after what felt like just a moment, the first thing I noticed was how warm and wet my cock felt. The stripper was smiling at me as she lifted herself up and down, my bare cock deep inside ohhh god...! Oh fuck! My head wobbled forward and I could see my pants on the floor, even the rest of her cheer leader outfit now discarded, and her hot tight wet pussy bouncing on my rock hard swollen cock.

"Fuck!" I gasped as she really pushed herself down hard, her feet wrapped around me tight. My cock erupted without another moment's waste. Feeling my deposit, the girl grinned and winked at me, then gave me a kiss on the lips before slipping herself off my cock, and starting to pick up her clothes. I sat in confused silence as she grabbed a wipe from a small alcove and cleaned herself up, before starting to dress herself. Rolling her eyes, she grabbed her g-string from Doc, and put it on. Walking toward the door, she looked over her shoulder at Doc J.

As much as whatever it was that they had used to drug me was clouding my mind... her words were sharp as a knife as I watched her retreating wiggling ass leaving the room, then looked back at her - dad... Doc J... as he put his clothes back on. "Fuck," was about all i could think, over and over, as I almost drunkenly followed his lead of getting dressed and heading to his car. As he drove me home, and my head starting to clear, all I could think about was the young pussy juices I could feel drying on my cock, Doc's cock in that girl's mouth, and what the hell all of this was going to mean for me and my family...

Approaching my street, Doc slowed the car, and handed me his phone. Confused, I looked at the screen, only to see a picture of myself, evidently approaching climax by the dumb look on my face, with an unseen woman riding my lap... "Fuck," my mind repeated, oblivious to the fact he'd obviously taken his phone out during my encounter with his daughter and snapped the pic. He told me to swipe, and now a video played, still not revealing the person who was riding my cock, but clearly showing my face as she did. "Fuck," I said out loud. Doc J took the phone back.

"Tomorrow I'm coming to your house. I don't care who else is home, but your daughter will be," he told me, without any doubt in his voice that his will would be obeyed. I stared at him in shock, my mind going to the phone, to the very real memory of what the phone had captured.

"You're not going to - " I asked, shocked.

Doc J didn't even look over at me. "I have to give her her test results, and ask her a question."

"Wh- wh- " was all my brain could muster, as the car pulled up outside my house.

The Doc smiled, waved toward the house as my wife emerged from the doorway. "Give my regards to your wife. She was a model patient. As was the delightful Ashley."

Inside the house, my wife tried to tell me about her day, the kids gradual acceptance of their new school, the way people seemed so nice when she told them who her husband worked for... Meanwhile my head was buzzing, aching, trying to work through what had happened, what was going to happen tomorrow! Not to mention - can she smell what is on me... Do I just pick up the family and make a run for it? What if we aren't home when Doc comes over - what will happen to those files on his phone... Then, how can I at least get my wife and son out of the house...

"Have you heard about the farmers markets? They are right in on the river. You should take Todd tomorrow morning and check them out." I successfully managed to bait my wife, feeling briefly happy, til I then again began to wonder what on earth Doc J had in store for my daughter... having just met his own in a strip club...

That night in bed, my brain was still racing, thinking over Doc's words. "When you saw Doc the other day, with the kids... Did everything seem... normal? For a medical exam and all, I mean. Nothing odd?" Yes, wonderful - worked so smoothly into conversation... I tried not to hit myself for my obvious question. My wife's brow furrowed.

Phew! I thought to myself. At least I knew he hadn't done anything to my girl...

When morning came, I both wanted to get my wife and son out of the house ASAP, but also didn't want them to come home too soon. Finally they drove off, leaving me alone with an unsuspecting Ashley.

Even though it had only been a few weeks, to my surprise Ashley started telling me about how she had started to make a few friends, and settle in. Perhaps I hadn't ruined her life after all. Perhaps she may regain some social status. Maybe I wasn't the worst father in the world. "God, that award would surely have to go to Doc J!" I thought, picturing again what happened in that small room with his daughter. Which again left me feeling incredibly anxious about Doc J's pending arrival.

I was wrestling with whether or not to tell her about Doc's visit when the doorbell rang. Ash was at the door before I could reach it, smiling pleasantly at Doc J, and inviting him into our house. Doc J smiled as soon as he saw me, and took out his mobile phone, ostensibly to check the time, but its mere presence in my house was enough for me to accept the point he was making.

Doc J asked me for a drink, as he sat on my sofa, right across from my teen daughter. I practically ran to the kitchen to grab his drink, returning to casually offer him the refreshment. "And so as expected all of your results were completely normal, quite perfect for a young girl of your age," he smiled at Ashley, showing her the results on his phone. I could barely breath as he swiped this way and that on the device, my heart racing as I wondered what the hell he was playing at. "That brings me to another matter, my dear Ashley," he finally added.

Ash smiled one of her charming little smiles, tilting her head slightly. "What's that, Doc J," she asked, using his familiar rather than showing the respect that we had taught her.

"Well, I know you have only just started at your school, probably not quite settled in that well - " he began, before Ash cut in.

Again, Ashley smiled and butted in on his sentence - "You'd like me to hang out with her? Sure!"

My daughter... and his daughter... They could surely hear my heart in my chest now!

"It's no fun being the new kid in school. What's her name?" Ash's face beamed.

Again the Doc smiled at my daughter. "I just knew you'd want to help; her name is Carlee. I'm sure the two of you will get on just famously."

And that was it - my heart must surely have exploded in my chest, because I'm sure it stopped working at all as I was now picturing the young girl from the strip club who had ridden my cock like a pro, with my sweet angelic girl who had never even been on a date... What the fuck have I done?

The next few days I tried to go about my business, but the events of that night at the club, and Doc's request of my daughter, weighed heavily on my mind. As I sat in my office I wondered if any of the other workers knew exactly what I was going through - if Doc had done the same with them when they started working there, or if I was a special case. How would I even broach the subject with anyone?

Then it happened.

On the Friday, I arrived home from work, put my briefcase in my den, then wandered into the living room. Sitting on the sofa was a young girl in school uniform sipping a soda - the same uniform as Ashley's, except - her skirt seemed very short, and her blouse was unbuttoned too far to be respectable, showing a hint of her tight breasts. She smiled as she saw me walk in, then after checking that Ash was still out of sight in the kitchen, she seductively licked her lips, before giving me an exaggerated wink. Ashley finally emerged with a plate of sandwiches and gave me a hug before introducing me to her new friend, Carlee. IOf course, I already knew her far better than Ash - at least, far more intimately.

"Can Carlee stay over tonight, dad? Her dad - I mean, Doc J - said she could, so it's alright, yeah?" Ashley bulldozed her way through the question, whilst Carlee sat behind her, tonging her soda bottle as she held my eye. Things just got a lot more complicated.

"I wont be any trouble at all, Mr Spencer, I promise," the young girl added on her part, smiling at me with a smirk that went over my daughter's head.

I left the room as they started chattering about Baberex or something, but found myself hiding in the kitchen where I could still just make out what they were saying - fearful of what Carlee may reveal to my daughter. I nearly fell over when the vixen suddenly walked through the door to put her pop bottle in the bin! Pretending to be checking out the wall for termites, I tried to ignore her, til I noticed she had sat herself on our kitchen marble-top bench. I walked over to her, determined to get some idea of her motive - or her father's motive - for her being here.

"I hope you understand that, the other day, I - ", was all I managed to get out before Carlee put her finger to her lips, before quickly reaching out with her legs, wrapping them around me so I was pulled against the bench - and her crotch.

Looking straight into my eyes, she whispered, "It's ok, I know. A little something in the beer that daddy bought you..." she practically purred as she spoke, trailing a hand down the buttons of my shirt. "Made it hard to think; made me impossible to resist... Solid upstanding member of the community, never looked twice at another woman," she continued, almost smirking, " - or girl... But then - how do you explain this?", she asked, as her hand reached the end of my shirt, and pressed against the top of my pants where my cock was far too obviously pushing up to get out.

Damn, I thought - That shouldn't have happened! Looking down to see what she was feeling, my eyes were instead trapped by the sight of her exposed panties, which did little to hide her puffy labia. When I looked back up, she just smirked. "All men are the same," she whispered. Her legs unlocked and I stepped back away from her, watching her pop off the bench and saunter back to the living room.

A moment later Jacqui arrived home. Walking in the back door, she gave me a peck on the cheek, then noticed my pants. "What have you been thinking about?" she joked, giving it a stroke through my pants. God, if only she knew! Not only had I been unfaithful after 16 years of marriage, I'd fucked a girl the same age as our daughter! I'd be on the streets and penniless if not in jail by the time she was finished with me.

During dinner our house-guest charmed her way into my wife's heart. She seemed to say just the right things, complimented my wife's cooking and even chatted cordially with Todd, who clearly seemed unable to take his eyes off her body. At least he had an excuse - he was a horny teenager. What excuse did I have? What was strange however was my daughter. Every now and then Ash grinned to herself, even giggled softly, like she'd heard the punchline to a joke. After Carlee helped clear the table, she helped Ash with the dishes. I had to force Todd to go do his homework to get his eyes off his sister's new... friend... and as Jacqui and I retired to the loungeroom, even my wife commented on what a lovely girl Doc J had raised. "Don't you think so, hon?" she asked. "She's got such lovely manners, and so respectful." All I could do was nod my head in agreement. "Mind you - your son could do with some lessons in respect - he was staring at the poor girl all night! Boys and their hormones. You know what he was thinking about!" Again, all I could do was nod.

Walking past Ashley's room later, I heard Carlee's voice. "See, I told you I'd have them eating out of the palm of my hand," Carlee was saying to Ashley. "Parents are all the same. So easy to manipulate!"

After saying goodnight to Todd (whom I noted was already reaching for his favorite sock that he "secretly" used to masturbate with - and who could blame him with the sexy new girl staying over for the night!), I turned to head to bed when I found myself face to face with 2 girls wrapped only in towels that barely covered their growing breasts and ended at best a few inches below their nethers. This was far from shy Ashley-like behavior! She actually looked quite bashful standing there, though Carlee clearly was at ease with the situation. They both had wet hair - presumably having just showered... together??

"Night, dad", Ashley said, and stepping closer, gave me a kiss on the cheek, clutching her towel carefully to ensure it didn't fall in the process.

"Night, Mister Spencer," Carlee added, then to smirky giggles from Ashley, she too stepped closer and gave me a peck on the cheek - only she didn't hold her towel.

My face must have flared red as I felt my skin burning, shocked and embarrassed as I felt her lips on my cheek in front of my daughter; her body lightly pressed against me through the towel! Ashley's giggles suddenly stopped as Carlee stepped back, and I felt something hit my feet. I knew what it was straight away as Ash stared on open mouthed. Carlee simply offered an "Oops," as she slowly bent down and picked her towel up off the floor. Whilst I'd managed to keep my eyes on hers when the towel fell, I couldn't help but take in the sight before me as she knelt down. Rather than hiding her hot nubile body, she casually put the towel over her shoulder. Turning and giggling at Ashley, she grabbed my daughter's hand and ran to Ash's bedroom and shut the door, leaving me standing in the hall with another unexpected, though I think completely justified, erection.

I had no idea if I should mention what had just transpired to my wife, lest Ash or Carlee mention it to her tomorrow. Eventually I decided again that the less Jacqui knew about Carlee, the better, but I also decided I had to do something about these erections. As I walked into my bedroom, Jacqui was sitting in bed, reading, wearing one of her usual "I'm A Mom" nighties. That wasn't unusual. Slipping under the covers, I asked if she'd had a good day. She briefly cast an eye toward me, then back to her book. When my hand slowly started traveling up her thigh, she swatted it away. When I kissed her neck and caressed her side with my fingers, she again eyed me over. "Something really has gotten into you," she said as she put the book down. Not into me, I thought - me into her. Rolling Jac onto her side, I lifted the nightie, caressing her ass before pressing my cock against her as my hand pulled her hip against me, kissing her neck some more and even nibbling and sucking her flesh like a horny teen.

Jacqui rewarded me with her voluptuous ass rubbing back against my cock, feeling it slide between her cheeks as she moaned a little at me. I wasn't interested in foreplay tonight - I'd had it all afternoon with that girl in the house. Jac knew to suckle my finger when presented to her mouth, and soon it was moved between her legs, rubbing her clit with her own saliva as I kept humping her ass crack, until her hips tilted just right, and the head of my cock stuck at the entrance to her hot pussy. When she slowly pushed herself back onto me, taking my cock inside, I grunted with delight! My fingers rubbed her clit harder as I pushed in fully, biting her shoulder as I did. Her hand moved to her nipples, which were clearly poking out against the thin fabric of her nightie.

"Oh, god!" she gasped, "I've been so horny lately for some reason, and you've been so busy at your new job, and - " Jacqui started rambling as I fucked her, until I bit her neck more firmly and fucked her harder. Again offering my finger to her mouth, but now smelling of her pussy, I waited for her to lick them so they were nice and wet, then resumed the attention on her clit. The extra lubrication helped her own juices to flow. I could see her fingers squeezing tighter on her nipple, her back arching hard. I knew I wouldn't last much longer, as images of Carlee's naked body filled my head, and the memory of her tight wet pussy sliding down my cock in the club came jolting back to my mind. Rutting faster, I clamped 2 fingers on Jacqui's clit, making her shudder as I came, and feeling her soaking my cock as her body shook with her own orgasm. Holding my wife tight against me, I kissed her lips and told her how much I loved her. My cock stayed in her as we spooned, swimming in my cum and her juice as we went to sleep.

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I woke some time later in pitch blackness. The quickie mustn't have been enough for Jacqui - I felt her hand stroking my cock slowly, and before long her tongue began licking my glans, seemingly savoring the taste from our previous session. Very quickly I was hard again, laying there silently as my wife began taking my cock in her lips. She felt amazing as she took me into her mouth, her fingers pressing between my ass and balls, massaging my perineum like I've oft requested but rarely received. Her mouth kept sliding off, cleaning more of my cock as she went, letting the cool air remind me just how warm her mouth was when she took me back in. I mumbled how good it felt, how hard she was making me, and how I'd enjoyed her pussy before. Her response was to wet her finger next time her mouth was not on my cock, and then, parting my ass cheeks, rub the wet finger on my hole. God my cock swelled in her mouth as she clearly felt emboldened by the darkness, exploring things she normally didn't go hear.

Tilting my hips a little, I drew breath as she re-wet her finger - but not using her mouth as it never left my cock - and again rubbed it over my star. I could feel her milking my precum into her mouth, and as she again re-wet her finger, and again rubbed it over my asshole, she surprised me immensely when that finger slowly firmly pushed in. The sound that escaped my lips wasn't part of the English language, but it was obvious what I meant. Her mouth bobbed on my cock as my precum flowed even faster. Again her finger slipped from my ass. Again her mouth remained on my cock, but now a finger rested on my lips. I could smell my ass on it. I opened my mouth instinctively and she pushed it in, waiting for me to lick it, which I did more from shock anything. I soon was moaning however as the wet finger slid into my hole while her tongue swirled on my frenulum, making my cock swell and pulse.

As her finger pressed firmly in my rear, her head bobbed on my cock, and I felt myself erupt again and again into her eager mouth! She didn't ease off her attentions, keeping sucking and swirling as my cock spasmed in her mouth, drawing in every last drop of my cum. Finally the finger in my ass retreated, her mouth left my cock, and came up to give me a kiss. My brain was trying to tell me something... Her lips met mine... Jac sleeps on my right... her fingertip gently teased my sensitive pee hole... but clearly the person who just sucked me was on my left... Her tongue slipped between my lips, opening them to hers, and I tasted a flood of my cum pour into my mouth. She broke the kiss, licking my lips and hers, a cummy mess.

"That one was free," she whispered in my ear, except her voice was wrong. "Your wife tasted amazing on your cock. Should I eat her next time?" Carlee grinned at me and laughed.

I woke with a jolt! Christ! The girl is in my dreams now! That felt so real!

A movement at the door to our bedroom made me startle. The darkness sat heavy over the room, but I saw a silhouetted figure slip out of the door. Oh god... my mouth tastes of cum. That was no dream...